Peter frowned in disappointment as his aunt lightly touched the sensitive skin of his cock, beginning to draw it slowly up and down from the naked head along the smoothly pulsating shaft. Though the caress of her fingers on his penis felt better than anything he'd ever experienced in his life and was beyond even comparing with the way it felt when he did it to himself, he still wasn't going to be satisfied just to have her jack him off. Though he was tempted. The prospect of actually fucking his aunt still scared Peter, no matter how much he wanted it!
"But Auntie…" pleaded Peter, his voice strained.
"Doesn't this feel good darling," Marilyn asked, watching the expression on her nephew's lust-contorted face as she increased the up-and-down motions of her hand on the erect little cock-shaft.
"It feels good Auntie, but I want to fuck you."
A lustful shiver ran swiftly through Marilyn's body at hearing that blunt word, but no matter how much she might want to give in to the boy's lewd demands, she knew she had to control herself.
Peter continued to tremble and jerk on the couch as his aunt increased the smoothly skinning up and down motions of her hand on his blood-filled cock, feeling it surge even harder in her fingers with the young boy's wildly spiraling desire. Again she licked her voluptuously full lips and even more urgent cravings shot through her own hashish-drugged body as she saw the little glistening seminal droplet that appeared in the glans-slit at the tip of Peter's cock. Then slowly she decreased the movements of her hand, softly squeezing the lust-inflamed hardness and gazing down in completely wanton anticipation as an even more insane, more intriguing idea invaded her consciousness.
She'd never felt this way in her life, and she knew what she was thinking of doing now could have an even more disastrous consequences than the relatively minor act of jacking her young nephew off. But once the idea had entered her mind, she couldn't get rid of it. The prospect was so warped, so perverted, so fascinating…
Now Peter was groaning and tossing in youthful frenzy between the delicate manipulations of her fingers on his sex-crazed cock. She knew he was enjoying what she was doing to him, but she could see the shame and disappointment that lingered in his face even beyond his rising excitement. And she knew that even by giving him a climax in this manner, she would in a sense be humiliating him. There was an inherent degradation in what she was doing to him now. She was the aggressor, he the passive receiver. And that wasn't what she'd intended. For no matter how stimulating it might be physically for her nephew, the act of ejaculating into a handkerchief as she, his aunt, watched and assisted, would inevitably be humiliating for him.
Slowly Marilyn ceased the movements of her hand. She couldn't do it to him. She couldn't shame and humiliate him this way. And short of indulging her own perverted lust, of using his innocent body for the satiation of her own warped desire, Marilyn could think of only one other way to give her nephew satisfaction, the satisfaction his young body demanded and let him retain his dignity at the same time. Then her hand dropped slowly away from his erectly throbbing cock.
"Auntie… w-what…" Peter gasped, his body twitching and jerking in frustration, his rigidly pulsating cock shaft visibly flexing as the contact was completely ceased.
"I know this isn't fair to you," she said softly. "So I'm going to do something else. I know a better way to make you cum."
"Are you going to let me screw you?"
Marilyn couldn't help the light, playful giggle that sprang to her lips. Then she shook her head. "No, Peter, I told you I wouldn't do that… but I am going to suck your cock."
She hesitated, relishing the look of shock and anticipation on the boy's face. Then, her own desire surging almost as wildly as his at the thought of offering her mouth and lips for his lewd pleasure, she leaned slowly downward. Again she seized the thickly swollen shaft of his cock and bent it backwards until it was pointed directly up at her face. Inches away she paused and opened her mouth to breathe softly over the glistening little glans, her fingers resuming the obscene up-and-down skinning to prompt further excited grunts and groans from the astonished boy.
Then Marilyn flicked her tongue gingerly from her lips, the saliva-wetted tip coming into wantonly shocking contact right upon the throbbing head of Peter's engorged cock. She circled it slowly about the rubbery flesh, listening with keenly rising passion to his excited moans, feeling his hips twitch spontaneously from the arousing sensation. The tip of her tongue found the little opening of the glans at the end and greedily lapped up the little shining droplet of eager pre-cum, the sharply pleasing taste only further increasing her own hotly building hunger and want. Then her hands slipped softly to the base of the pulsing shaft as her lips parted to take just the blood-swollen head up into the warmth and moisture of her mouth.
A low sigh escaped from Peter's lips as his aunt's mouth planted moist kisses around the jerking cock-head, continuing to play and tease him, yet still refusing to actually take the tingling shaft between her lips. She trailed her tongue teasingly down the straining rod of flesh, then again flicked it back all the way up the slender moistened shaft. Then with a sudden deep groan, Peter reached down into his aunt's long black hair, holding her face against his loins as he thrust his hips eagerly upward, shoving the full-length of his hotly twitching cock between her lips and ramming it all the way down her tongue to the back of her throat.
"Oh lick it, Auntie! Lick it!" the young boy groaned as he felt the older woman's lips closing like hot melted butter around his excitedly throbbing young cock!
Marilyn gulped, giving out with a muffled whimper of mixed delight and protest at the sudden shocking invasion. It almost choked her, but she took a wanton masochistic pleasure in her nephew's sudden display of aggression, surrendering her lips willingly as she felt the wildly palpitating head of his penis crush relentlessly into the moist tenderness of her mouth.
Peter trembled as he felt his aunt's lips warmly close around the hard-fleshed shaft of his cock, now taking almost the whole length into her mouth. As the young boy began to hunch up and down on the couch, Marilyn surrendered her lips even more willingly to the satisfaction of his obscene lust. Again and again she felt the hotly swelling hardness shoving into her yielding mouth, the massively throbbing head plunging down the full length of her tongue to embed itself far into the back of her throat as Peter squirmed his loins even harder into her face. With a wanton whimper she closed her eyes and began to work her head up and down in a bobbing movement over his loins, swishing her tongue wildly around the sensitively pulsing head as she started to suck in earnest.
Marilyn was losing her inhibitions, throwing herself body and soul into the task of sucking her nephew's cock. She wanted him to cum in her mouth. She now longed for the lewd ejaculation and was determined not to waste a single drop of the precious life-giving fluid. She concentrated all her efforts toward that end, making gurgling sounds deep in her throat, yielding up her softly willing mouth totally for Peter's pleasure. Her lips were stretched tightly by the violating rod of flesh, and her bent-over position beside the couch made the strain on her neck and shoulders almost unbearable. But she didn't care. She sucked ravenously, further intensifying the frenzied bobbing of her head over his loins.
"Oh wow, Auntie, that feels so good, I can hardly stand it."
The young boy had never experienced anything like this before in his life, and it was everything he could do to keep from shooting off right this minute into his aunt's obscenely ovalled mouth. The feel of her tongue and lips on the sensitive flesh of his cock was too much, and he knew very soon he was going to lose control.
Then as his aunt began to sway and undulate her body with her own frenziedly building passion, Peter became suddenly aware that on one side her skirt was still pulled all the way up to her panties, and through the near-transparent fabric he could just glimpse the shadowy black curls of the hair of her cunt. Staring hungrily at her wantonly writhing buttocks, he thrust his cock even harder into the warmth and softness of her mouth. Then, unable to resist the temptation he reached out toward her with a trembling hand.